Let Me Go Mr Hill novel Chapter 37

Let me go, Mr. Hill [by Shallow South] Chapter 37
She lifted the phone to take a look. There was a recording inside which recorded what Henry had said just now.

“It’s up to you to handle the recording in the phone I’m giving you.” Shaun shot a glance at her. “Curb your temper next time. You lost in the bidding only because you didn’t take care of your design. Treat this as a lesson. You need to be wary of everyone in the workplace.”

Catherine looked at him with a dazed yet complicated expression.

She had assumed that Rebecca won the bidding because Shaun and President Sawyer pulled some strings. At this moment, she was a little puzzled, not knowing why he would help her.

Was it Rebecca who made false statements and lied to her?

“Why are you spacing out again?” Shaun was dissatisfied. At that moment, she was supposed to feel extremely grateful to him.

“I’m just… Nothing. Anyway, thank you so much,” Catherine said sincerely.

“You should really thank me, but it’s meaningless to thank me verbally like this,” Shaun mocked.

“I’ll make you roast pork once I recover. You can’t eat it every day, though. Otherwise, you’ll have fatty liver disease…”

“Who said I like roast pork? I was willing to eat it only because that was the least unappetizing dish you prepared among many other dishes,” Shaun interrupted out of annoyance.

Catherine had enough. This man enjoyed eating meat that tasted sweet. Was he not afraid of losing his dignity?

Catherine tried to stifle the urge to giggle. Despite being baffled by his refusal to be frank, she nodded in acknowledgment.

“Yes. It’s my fault, and I’ve reflected on myself. By the way, how much is the phone? Also the caregiver and the hospital charges. Let me pay you back.”

She sounded diffident toward the end of her sentence. With only a few thousand dollars altogether, she might not be able to pay him back.

“No need. I’ll treat those fees as your pay for being Fudge’s sitter.”

“But…”

“I’m not desperate for that miserable amount of money,” Shaun interjected. “I’m going to the office now. I’ll ask the caregiver to assist you with the discharge process tomorrow. Get home early to take care of Fudge.”